Life – Page 2 – Paul Andrew Sneddon

May

A light bulb is burning out as the sun sets. Talking heads on the TV. Fuck off and give me peace. The window’s open but the air isn’t moving. The shadows stretching long across the floor. I can hear a train moving through the city, there and then gone. Who the fuck even watches TVContinue reading “May”

Minor Key Life

I walked to the Post Box this morning.Someone had taped it closed.Is this a protest? Or just someone being a prick. I walked home. She asked “what you got against minor key songs?” Me? She started laughing. “You live a minor key life” “Thanks” The sunlight cut through the hall while the radio played.I wasContinue reading “Minor Key Life”

Moments

Moments I sit for a while and just enjoy the music. They are playing a blues in A. Bobby points to another guitar and to me. I pick up and put the guitar strap over my shoulder. I touch the strings; it’s mic’d up. Through a little distortion pedal. I’ll be where the music isContinue reading “Moments”

A Walk in The Woods

Usually on a day off I’ll sleep late but Friday I was up and out the door sharp. No particular place to go, just me and my two feet. Sun was shining. Everyone I met, bar one person, said hello or good morning. Through the neighbourhood and out to the woods. I never knew aboutContinue reading “A Walk in The Woods”

Context (Version 2)

Someone messaged me: “I like your writing, but do you need to swear so much?”It just comes fucking naturally. We’re Scottish. It’s who we are.I told them:Two friends talking about a mutual pal, someone you can rely on, says, “Aye, he’s a good cunt.”See two folk on the bus, a few beers to the wind.Continue reading “Context (Version 2)”